"Grandpa Dong, please tell us a story from the past!" Su Xiaotian didn't want the topic to always revolve around herself.
It's hard to explain her luck, so it would be safer to talk about other topics.
After all, she didn't trust Dong Yuanzhong very much, and there were some things she didn't want Dong Yuanzhong to know.
Dong Yuanzhong liked to tell stories about the war years, but no one in his family wanted to listen to his stories.
When I heard that the little girl was willing to listen, I immediately became interested.
"Since Xiaotian wants to hear it, I will tell you. But don't be afraid, little girl!"
Su Xiaotian nodded hurriedly.
The story of the war years was definitely bloody, but she was not afraid.
Dong Yuanzhong has been a soldier for many years and has been on many battlefields. He has experienced a lot personally.
Therefore, when I talk about these things, I am full of energy, sometimes passionate, sometimes sad, and sometimes burst into tears.
The story is wonderful and contagious.
However, the level of storytellers is really disappointing.
Su Xiaotian felt that if it were replaced by someone who knew how to tell stories, it would definitely be more touching!
The young men of the Su family did not have such thoughts as Su Xiaotian, and they listened with great interest.
They are all boys, naturally interested in the battlefield.
Dong Yuanzhong is the supreme hero in their hearts!
Several children's admiration for Dong Yuanzhong could not be increased.
Even the fear was forgotten.
"Grandpa Dong, did the little warrior you mentioned survive in the end?"
"Grandpa Dong, were you ever afraid when you went to the battlefield?"
"Grandpa Dong..."
Several boys were chattering away, and all of them had admiration in their eyes, which made Dong Yuanzhong very happy.
It’s been years since anyone listened to his stories!
If he didn't tell those stories deep in his heart, he was worried that he would gradually forget them.
If all the people who had experienced it were gone, wouldn’t future generations never know how many people shed their blood and sacrificed in exchange for today’s happy life?
When the atmosphere is pleasant, time always passes faster.
In a blink of an eye, half an hour passed.
Dong Yuanzhong wanted to continue telling the story, but Fan Shufang was anxious to ask Su Xiaotian to help with the diagnosis.
She didn't know how many times she had heard Dong Yuanzhong tell these stories, but she didn't have much interest in them.
What she is more worried about now is Dong Yuanzhong's health.
She always had the feeling that Lao Dong's health was not as good as it was when he was in the northwest.
"Look at you, I'm telling stories with great enthusiasm."
Obviously, Dong Yuanzhong was very dissatisfied with his wife interrupting his interest in telling stories.
Fan Shufang said patiently: "When is it not okay to tell stories? If we are not busy this weekend, we can invite a few children to come over and tell them slowly."
She said this casually, but after saying it, Fan Shufang felt that if the children could visit more often, the couple would be happier.
In the end, Dong Yuanzhong was unable to defeat Fan Shufang and could only regretfully end today's story class.
The children of the Su family are also very sorry.
They had read some stories in storybooks, but they were not as exciting as Grandpa Dong's.
"When you are guests at Grandpa Dong's house, Grandpa Dong will continue to tell you. Let me tell you, my story will not be finished even if I tell it for three months."
Dong Yuanzhong also agreed with letting several children visit his home.
I even thought about making a report later and giving some children access cards, so that they can be guests at any time.
When Su Xiaotian heard what Dong Yuanzhong said, a thought suddenly flashed across her mind.
Perhaps these stories can be recorded and compiled into a book.
Children of future generations should remember this period of history.
And keep in mind that without the bloodshed and sacrifice of the martyrs back then, there would be no happy life now.
Soon, the lavish life will make many people forget this past.
Then they worship foreign countries and blindly believe that foreign moons are rounder, bigger and more beautiful!
But there is no need to rush this matter, we can talk about it later.
Dong Yuanzhong is a very cooperative patient. Although Su Xiaotian is a little girl, he still strictly follows Su Xiaotian's requirements and does everything step by step.
Su Xiaotian checked Dong Yuanzhong's pulse very carefully and asked many questions. Dong Yuanzhong answered them very cooperatively.
Including the story of the injury and the subsequent treatment.
These long-lasting past events are heard in the ears of the children of the Su family. In fact, they are not much different from stories.
When they heard that Dong Yuanzhong was operating without anesthesia, several children almost cried.
Xiaojiu asked with tears in her eyes: "Isn't that painful?"
Su Xiaoliu was busy and grabbed Xiaojiu to prevent him from disturbing Su Xiaotian's treatment.
Grandpa Dong had been injured for decades, and he couldn't even imagine how much pain Grandpa Dong had endured over the decades.
It would be great if Xiaotian could really make Grandpa Dong's health better.
Xiao Liu only wished that he could also learn medicine and be a doctor with excellent medical skills.
Su Xiaotian seemed not to hear these voices and was still doing the work at hand in an orderly manner.
At this moment, everyone suddenly had the illusion that the person in front of them was not a teenage girl.
Rather, he is like an old doctor with rich experience.
Even the people of the Su family couldn't believe their eyes.
They knew that Xiaotian could dispense medicine, but they didn't know that Xiaotian could actually see a doctor.
Fan Shufang looked at Su Xiaotian's appearance and felt that the hope in her heart had increased.
Only Xiao Yuan stared at Su Xiaotian with his eyes, looking like he was facing a formidable enemy.
"Xiao Yuan, don't do this!" Fan Shufang finally couldn't help it anymore and said.
"But……"
"There's nothing wrong with it. Western medicine can't solve Lao Dong's problem. If Chinese medicine can make Lao Dong's health better, why not?"
Fan Shufang actually didn't expect Dong Yuanzhong's health to completely recover. As long as it could be relieved, it would be a good thing.
And now, she placed this hope on Su Xiaotian.
Finally, Su Xiaotian completed the pulse diagnosis.
"Grandpa Dong's physical condition is not very good. I will give him some medicine to take for a while to see if he can get better."
Su Xiaotian felt that her current medical skills could not completely cure the disease.
Apart from anything else, she couldn't deal with the shrapnel still inside her body.
Only a surgeon can solve the problem of removing the shrapnel, and she doesn't understand!
Xiao Yuan immediately had an opinion.
"After a long time of tossing, you got such a result? I thought it was really capable, but it turns out it's all a lie!"
Xiao Yuan is really angry!
I thought she could find a solution and look decent, but in the end she said such a harmless thing.
Isn't this a waste of time?
Little girl, do you know how precious the chief’s time is?
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